Reaching out, his fingers found the last two buttons and undid them, sliding the shirt from her shoulders. "There. Now you've lost your shirt."
"You're lucky I like you," Cho said, brushing her lips against his.
"You love me," he clarified, nudging her lips with his own to kiss her harder.
Blinking, Cho pulled back. "What?"
"Uhh," stuttering Quinn cleared his throat. "Just ignore me, I ramble." Holding up his Hobgoblins pin, he forced a grin to his face and bent down towards her bra - pulling the fabric away from her skin, he slid the pin through and back out again, fastening it. "There. Looks much better there."
Glancing down at the pin, Cho laughed. "I'll keep it there forever. I'm sure no one will notice."
"Good. It'll discourage other blokes," he said decidedly, admiring the new addition to her bra and trying not to breathe a sigh of relief at the change of subject.
"What other blokes?"
"Potter and Diggory - your other candidates for a future husband?"
"I thought we determined there's just you," she said, meeting his eyes. "At least for the next ten years."
"Just want to make sure. In case they don't get that there's just me," he clarified.